Dear Diary:
My name is Ella. Ella Metals. This is the first time I start writing one of those, and it is mostly for practical purposes. I'd like to remember the memories of this last adventure and all the things that have happened to me. Because I will never forget them, because they took my feelings, ripped them appart to pieces, and then burned them.
This is the first day I write on this diary. I'd like to show my feelings about all that has happened to me this week, but also on some of the individuals in this ship.
The captain, for example, seems like a true leader. Looks like he's up for an adventure. I guess we're in safe hands there.
This figure, Teardrop. He seems like an hero for now. Still, I see some sadness in his face. I'm sure there must be more to this story. He currently seems slightly full of himself, but he must be caring. That robot seems to really like him. He could be for real, or he could be a jerk. I don't know much about him yet.
I would like to talk more about the others. For example, that little child, Marcus, reminds me of... how I wanted to spend the rest of my life. Or more importantly, with who.
I miss him.
I miss him dearly.
I did not wish to say goodbye. I didn't wish that to be our last moment together.
If I had knew that was my last moment with him, I would probably have stayed with him. Stayed with him until death.
I doubt I am going to be able to live without him now.
We could have got married... we... we were going to.
Have children. Grow old together. Spend all our lives...
But what keeps me alive is that I know that he's not yet dead.
We ARE going to marry, have children and grow old together, we are, there's no way to deny that! Remember Ella, with this Wally dude as captain, we're in safe hands! If Wally steers up to save him... WE ARE GOING TO FIND HIM! WE ARE. We... we want a happy ending. W... We will get a happy ending. We will. We will. Strafe come back. Come back. Come back. I love you. I...
Ella suddenly takes the diary and slams it on the floor, breaking the lock, bursting into tears.
I... I just slammed my diary. I admit it. I... I want to be with him.
... Goodnight, diary.
Knock knock
Snively didn't knew who called. In fact, it was a mystery. Well not really, but you get the idea. He didn't want to open the door, relaxed in his bed, but that was mostly because how his expression was. He was bursting into tears, holding a portrait of a lady, but trying to withstand all the memories. Where was she? Was he going to ever see her beautiful face again?
"Snively, I'm Ella. Please open."
Snively looked at the door. He couldn't let her see him in that situation. He tried to hold on the tears, and opened it, letting Ella enter. Then, he closed it.
"I heard you. Now, tell me what happens."
"I won't. It's my... it's personal."
"I may understand you. Please tell me."
"You cannot understand it. We were together for so long."
"I was together with him long enough to understand you."
Snively looked at Ella, a little confused. Who was she talking about? What happened here? Did she really understand what had happened to him?
"Could you... could you tell me more about what happened to you, Ella?... I want to know if I can trust you."
Ella told him all the thing she had lived with Strafe, all the moments, all their history, how he was going to propose to her the day they all meet. And how now they were all shattered, broken. But this time, she didn't cry.
"... I entered a time hole. She disappeared, and I thought entering would help me find her. However, I found myself in the VineVille forest... I tried to get out of there by using my abilities, and when I did, I found the boat. I ran to it, found you all, and... you know what happens then. I still miss her, every night. I cry for her, because I don't know if she's even alive. Do you know how that feels?."
He was the one crying this time.
Ella gave him a hug, while holding up her tears.
"... I know how that feels, Snively. I know how that feels."